my heart is too complicated to understand....

u think u know me, i thought i knew me 2 u think u know ur self but u dont even know tha truth u say u love me but i dont know why u say u would show it, but when how is this possible its this simple the thing u were after is blocked but the thing that stands was the one for u u think u understand pain! how can u even think of tring to understand all i want was for the best for u all i wanted was the best of u but all i got was the rest of what u left behind it was memories ill cherrish for ever peace that u bring will harness this tension between us it will take itself to another planet the survivors will be healed by GOD's naked ray of his hand we all fuck up somehow in life but with out fuckn up this game we called life wouldnt exist if u listen to ur self u will realize that some words can pick out someone but where is everyones head anyway? life is gre8 life is wonderful then something goes wrong like a screw went loose or somethn pick the right choice maybe im wrong but life is ahead of us all sometimes the best things in life may not be free but the best things in life is under ur nose but sometimes blind people miss it but they will just have to feel themselfs around it to find it guilty by association i want to run away and just fly but if u think that there is a problem ur wrong the problem only exists if u allow it to so stop worring and attack what u think u deserve the berries only grow when they are ripe u dont get that anyway so what am i saying life is so full of many choices but the tricky part is u have to know what to chose u mess up ur done and thats it let urself go for what cares tha most then u will find true happiness cuz the answer to true happiness is what makes u smile infatuation or not the true hapiness is only what is open and optional look at ur choices if there is any, maybe there ull find it is it happiness or is it fantasy what ever it may be i hope its there i love to say good day but im just about to pray that one day ull say someday we will be okay Written April 12th, 2002 © on Apr 11 2002 05:18 PM PST   0 • 9